angry women of Abington.
Mis. Bar. No but I will not.
Mis. Gou. Ile thrust it in thy face then.
Mi. Bar. But you shall not.
Mi. Gou. Let go I say.
Mi. Ba. Let you go, for tis mine.
Mis. Go. But my possession saies it is none of thine.
Mi. Bar. Nay, I haue holde too,
Mi. Gou. Well, let go thy hold, or I will spurne thee.
Mi. Bar. Do, I can spurne thee too.
Mi. Go. Canst thou?
Mi. Ba. I that I can.
Enter Master Goursey and Barnes.
M. Go. Why how now woman, how vnlike to women,
Are ye both now? come part, come part I say.
Are ye both now? come part, come part I say.
M. Ba. Why what immodesty it this in you?
Come part I say, fie, fie.
Come part I say, fie, fie.
Mi. Ba. Fie, fie, she shall not haue my torch,
Giue me thy torch boy, I will run a tilt,
And burne out both her eyes in my encounter.
Giue me thy torch boy, I will run a tilt,
And burne out both her eyes in my encounter.
Mi. Go. Giue roome and lets haue this hat carerie.
M. Go. I say ye shall not, wife go to, tame your thoughts,
That are so mad with fury.
That are so mad with fury.
M. Ba. And sweet wife,
Temper you rage with patience, do not be
Subiect so much to such misgouernment.
Temper you rage with patience, do not be
Subiect so much to such misgouernment.
Mi. Bar Shal I not sir, when such a strumpet wrongs me?
M. Go. How, strumpet mistris Barnes, nay I pray harke ye,
I oft indeed haue heard you call her so,
And I haue thought vpon it, why ye should
Twither with name of strumpet,
Do you know any hurt by her, that you terme her so?
I oft indeed haue heard you call her so,
And I haue thought vpon it, why ye should
Twither with name of strumpet,
Do you know any hurt by her, that you terme her so?
M. Ba. No on my life, rage onely makes her say so,
M. Go. But I would know whence this same rage should come.
Whers smoke theres fire, and my heart misgiues.
My wiues intemperance hath got that name,
And mistresse Barnes, I doubt and shrewdly doubt,
And some great cause begets this doubt in me,
Your husband and my wife doth wrong vs both.
Whers smoke theres fire, and my heart misgiues.
My wiues intemperance hath got that name,
And mistresse Barnes, I doubt and shrewdly doubt,
And some great cause begets this doubt in me,
Your husband and my wife doth wrong vs both.
M. Ba. How? thinke ye so, nay master Goursey then
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